My ears hurt
They've been working overtime hearing people out
My head hurts
Its been working overtime thinking
My heart hurts
Its been working overtime hurting
My eyes hurt
They've been working overtime tear-ing up
My soul hurts
Its been working overtime searching God
My conscience hurts
Its been working overtime guilting me
My rationale hurts
Its been working overtime understanding things
My absurdity hurts
Its been working overtime Lashing out for no reason
People-
They watch me everyday, judging me, expecting of me, waiting
for me to slip up
They place me up on a pedestal
For being the good girl, for being the smart kid
Suffocating me with the pillow of their expectations
Affectiionate proud eyes, Cold selfish hands
The warmth draws me in, the force chokes the life out of me
Day and night, day in day out
i work, i toil
to stand by them, to be there for them
To do the right thing, to stand by my ideals unwavered
But its just not working out
Back to grade 5
I'm begging for life to ease up
Im professing that i dont understand anymore
Like my teacher back then, they smirk at me
They declare i cant be lost, im the smart kid. the good girl
..i KNOW the right thing to do
They dump their crap into me
And like a river i try to carry away as much as i can
Take away the pain, the anger, the sorrow - cuz im a
princess who makes it all better
I do a good job, and they love me for it
But into you, i then bring all that crap
And like the limitless ocean
You gather all "my" crap into your arms and hold me together
Into you everything is engulfed.
they are my karma battlefield
you are my charioteer
They are my test
You are my pen
In their eyes are expectations for me
Your eyes see all my vulnerabilities
They see me as angelic, as an ideal daughter as an ideal
friend as a trustworthy confidante
You see me as a tired little girl with too many ppl to care
for, who needs to be pampered. loved and spoiled
He's just ambitious
She's just a kid
They're just going through a phase
He's just stubborn
You know what he/she REALLY meant in saying that
Everyone gets an excuse - but im not allowed one
I'm not allowed to lash out, I'm not allowed to be
unreasonable
I cant be a bitch, I cant be hurt, I cant be wrong, I cant
be confused
No excuses for you missy, If you slip up - there'll be no
understanding, only disappointment
Every night
A few tears
A few thoughts
And then i close my eyes
It's my turn now
my turn to dream
I may not be allowed excuses
But even I'm allowed to dream
And so, i dream of you
Your warm unconditional eyes
Your strong loving arms
Everyone comes to me
And i come to you
In you i find peace
Finally validation, finally acceptance
in you - i am liberated
My blanket
You keep me warm when the world turns me cold
You shelter me from the rain of doubt
You keep me safe from scorching light, cuz u know ur little
weirdo likes the darkness more
They say Im a dreamer
But i know you'll come fer me
He's said he'll send you for me
And he's never lied to me
So I'll wait ..for my blanket i will wait
O i know you wont be perfect
n i know i'll get on your nerves every once in a while
But i know why you're you X
Cuz You'll read me like a book !
See all my life i've been explaining myself to people over n
over n over
Even if i spell my needs out
Nobody gets it!
And now i get why
Cuz they're not you
That's how i'll know you're you
Maybe i'll confuse some people to be you on the way
But when it really is you, i know that I'll know a
gazillion% sure
I'll search for you ..I'll wait for you
I know you prolly think of me too
Its all His fault
He's keeping us apart - i dunno why
Maybe we need to grow, to be perfect for each other
For you I'll wait
For you I'll grow
And to you i'll surrender my ears, my head, my heart, my
eyes, my conscience, my rationale, my absurdity, my soul -
my all
And when i close my eyes
That one last time
I hope i'll be in ur sturdy arms
Looking at you
Smiling at us
A lifetime lived together
Tests, memories, precious moments - of love, of
togetherness, of parenthood, of success - lived together
to have had your love, to have had your touch, to have had
you - the one thing that mattered most
And then I'll retire back to Him
Proud to have lived by my ideals
Thankful for having lived it with you
Sincere in having done for you all that you did for me
I'll go back to him
You know I'll wanna go first - I dont wanna live here
without you
and as i leave, you'll smile ..smile at having spoilt me one
last time
I'd have left you alone, but i was always allowed to be
selfish with you
God's pure love for me sent in your form
All for me, not for sharing
Undisturbed by selfishness
Unconditional, free of incongruity
For you I'll wait
For my blanket ..i'll wait |